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Game Day Settings
9 February 1999
Tuesday, 6:25 PM, Early Evening

It's a comfortably cool night. There's a light breeze. The temperatures are ranging between 13 and 15.5C | 58 and 60F.

 



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 Front Entrance, Building A
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Posted: Nov 11 2006, 02:37 PM


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{The front entrance of Sunnydale High School. One whom passes through this threshold will find themselves in the first floor hall of Building A.}
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Buffy Summers
Posted: Mar 17 2011, 07:00 PM


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Buffy steps out into the evening breeze, letting it wrap around her shoulders. The slayer folds her arms and takes a long look around the campus grounds. Everything looks... empty. She feels a half-smile spread across her face. (So many people are gone.) Buffy decides to stay planted for a while until Dante and Jovan catch up with her.

(I wonder what Cordy's up to.) Buffy frowns at the unexpected thought. It's been some time since Cordy has filled her head space; however, she does miss her frienemy. She misses a lot of things - Faith eating her french fries, included. She cracks the bones in her neck and begins to bounce up and down on her toes. (Where are they?) She steals another look over her shoulder.
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Jovan Doe
Posted: Mar 23 2011, 01:52 AM


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Jovan walks into the paused figure that is Buffy Summers. "Oomph!" He wasn't expecting her to be standing there waiting for him to catch up to her. Usually when slay time came, Buffy was all about the mission. "Sorry, munchkin." Jov says with a teasing smile, moving to step around the short girl.

He casts a glance over his shoulder and smiles at Dante, who has basically dragged along from the library. [i](I wonder when he's going to get over this whole broody act?). Ignoring his thoughts about Dante, Jov decides to make with the small talk with his newest female friend. "So..." Jov peruses through his mind, muling over suitable topics to discuss with a pretty girl who could kick his ass with both of her hands tied behind her back. "... do you think we should be worried?"
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Buffy Summers
Posted: Apr 11 2011, 09:52 PM


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"Oomph!"

Buffy almost loses her footing once Jovan bumps into her. She clutches his arm to regain balance and cuts a glance at her tall classmate. (His eyes are green. Never knew that.) Buffy tears her gaze from Jovan before he has a chance to make eye contact. Shifting her weight, she takes a second look at the entrance of her Alma mater and doesn't catch sight of Dante.

"Sorry, munchkin."

The slayer rolls her eyes in Jovan's direction. She smirks. "And you know I'm not gonna respond to that pet name," she remarks. Buffy shifts her focus to the stretch of campus ahead of she and her comrade. (Good thing about patrolling with Jovan and Dante? They've got wheels.) Normally, Buffy would welcome a long walk to the graveyard but this new threat has her clenching her teeth. "So..." Buffy cocks up a brow, craning her head back toward Jovan.

"... do you think we should be worried?"

Buffy shakes her head. "It's probably a drama queen with fangs." She glances off to the side, growing contemplative. "You know, one time I ran into a vamp who swore up and down that he was the real Lestat." She shudders at the memory. "Ugh-eeerhmm."
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